Pastor Troy 4 President Lyrics - D.s.g.b. I Am D.s.g.b. - Pastor Troy

[Pastor Troy] I'm the muthafucking president (come on, come on) [3x] Watch how I represent [Verse 1:] Wondering, who is gone step up and stop the mumbling? From the land where the constitution stand while niggas stumbling But who gonna bring the pain to make these muthafuckers shame We all complain for better things They weigh We run up in another nigga shit with a.k.'s and Mob thirds My brother taught me that crime pays Who gone have the last word? Yo team or mine Why don't we just rob them crackers blind Quit being shine My mind upsets me cause niggas a stress me Don't hinder me If yo ass don't wanna be set free, I can see it from a mile away But I love the game they play I hate these muthafuckers Like they so innocent I know them fucking crackers bent Cause niggas bent too Look at all I been through And I'm still running Grab yo gun and grab yo bullet proof Cause this a muthafucking war But do not come if you ain't gone put yo shit to use [Hook: 4x] Uncle Sam what's yo ransom I got yo nieces Cause they increasing Please, don't make me blow these ho's to pieces [Verse 2:] Uncle Sam what's yo ransom Tell me what's up 50 bucks and a canteen Got a message for the Pentagon You fucking up Dogding the trap never will I join the army bitch! Don't make me laugh It's war My niggas is burning and giving in Either you roll with them or they throw you in the pin To win, was all I ever wanted to do Would you do it for me (No) Then I can't do it for you A soulja buddy, I was born on the base Uncle Sam want who?, Get the fuck up out my face I can't be treated like a ho The case is closed No push-ups, no sit-ups, I tell ya hell no I been in the army 22 years to today I rock my fatigues, I rock my muthafucking yay I sweep on the bump and let it rid e on y'all punks The streets my army and I been ready off the jump Muthafuckers I'ma soulja